This is a tragedy, a human tragedy. No one can look directly at the execution of his father killing his mother. Bystanders can never understand this feeling, so they have no right to speak.
Yan Fenghuo didn't speak at this time, but just let the girl lean against his chest helplessly, so that she could have a place to rely on at this moment.
"Mo Laosan, are you very proud?" Hong Lin said coldly, with deep sarcasm in his eyes.
"Proud, of course I am proud. I even dream of stepping on you." Mo Laosan stared at Hong Lin and said: "You have to pay for what you have done. My surname is not Mo, my surname is Chu. If you kill
Killed my whole family."
Chu?!
Hearing this surname, Hong Lin suddenly understood. He laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes. The man who forced his wife to become a human being and a ghost was named Chu. Mo Laosan's original surname was Chu.
"Don't laugh!" Hong Xiao shouted loudly at Hong Lin: "Don't laugh, don't laugh!"
Hong Lin stopped laughing and slowly turned around to look at his daughter. His eyes were filled with deep love, but he still had no regrets.
"Xiao'er, your mother was killed by me myself, but she was tortured so much that she had no human form at all. Do you think I am willing to kill her? If you see her miserable state, I'm afraid you will also die.
One thought: It would be better to die." Hong Lin sighed deeply and said slowly: "Your mother begged me to kill her because she didn't want to face me like that, and it would be even harder to face you. I'll do it
Yes, I know her life is worse than death. If you insist on blaming me, I admit it. I am not a good husband, nor a good father. But if I could do it all over again, I would still choose to go down this path.
.”
Hong Xiao's tearful eyes were filled with hatred. After learning these things, she began to hate her father. This hatred broke through everything and even blocked love in an instant.
People are often like this. It is difficult to love but very easy to hate. The power of hatred is always greater than the power of love. This is a fact, because hatred can be remembered for a lifetime, but love cannot be remembered for that long.
"Mo Lao San, you won't get what you want." Hong Lin looked at Mo Lao San mockingly and said, "If you don't tell me this, I will give you what you want. But you did.
, this is where you will always be inferior to me."
Mo Laosan's expression changed, but he immediately returned to normal and revealed a ferocious smile: "Don't forget, you and your daughter are both in my hands. You don't have to give it to me. I will torture the beautiful Xiaoer bit by bit. I'm here
Do you think you should throw her on a construction site to make a group of migrant workers strong, or sell her to an old mine in Myanmar? Haha, it’s a bit of a pity. I decided to use it first and see if it smells like her mother, hahaha
…”
Everyone is fake, everyone is hypocritical. Hong Xiao was tightly in Yan Fenghuo's arms. She was very tired, exhausted.
Yan Fenghuo still didn't speak, but his expression became colder and colder, some directed at Mo Laosan and some at Hong Lin.
"Mo Laosan, do you think you can do it?" Hong Lin suddenly showed a strange smile and said to Yan Fenghuo: "Yan Fenghuo, did you notice that there is a statue of the God of Wealth in my jade shop? Smash it, there are me and me inside.
Detailed information on drug traffickers’ transactions in each province and how they are connected.”
Hearing this sentence, Mo Laosan's face showed a look of surprise, while Yan Fenghuo's face was heavy. Because this sentence was said very abruptly, even though Hong Lin had not told him the truth before.
Hong Lin reached into his crotch as fast as lightning, took out a delicate miniature pistol and put it against his head.
This scene exceeded everyone's expectations. Even Yan Fenghuo didn't react. He didn't realize that Hong Lin had hidden the gun in his crotch. The drug lord had hidden it from him.
Putting the gun to his head, Hong Lin immediately retreated to the corner, pressed his back against the solid wall, glanced at his favorite daughter with great affection, opened his mouth and said to Yan Fenghuo: "Yan Fenghuo, you are a
Someone who can be entrusted to me, I entrust my daughter to you. You can take all the money from my Swiss bank, I just ask you to let Xiaoer live a normal life, away from the dangers of the world."
"No! Dad, no!..." Hong Xiao murmured and ran towards Hong Lin with all his strength.
"Stop!" Hong Lin yelled, scolding Hong Xiao.
"Dad, don't shoot, wuwuwu... no matter what, you are still my dad... wuwuwu..."
Hong Xiao burst into tears. No matter what, her father was still her father. If her father died, she would lose her only relative.
"My child, I cannot escape death," Hong Lin said to his daughter with a smile: "Live well. Dad does not ask you to forgive me. I just want to say to you... I will be your father in the next life."
"boom!"
A blood flower shot out, making the snow-white wall glow red...
"dad!!!"
Heartbreaking sounds came from Hong Xiao's mouth. She rushed forward and hugged her father's bloody head, desperately trying to block the flowing blood with her hands, but she couldn't stop it. She finally lost her life.
A relative who can never be replaced: Father!
This was a sudden change that no one expected. Mo Laosan rushed out the moment the gunfire rang out. He wanted to return to Dafangzhai immediately and get the information Hong Lin had hidden in the shop.
When Mo Laosan rushed out, Yan Fenghuo had no time to take care of the dead Hong Lin and the grief-stricken Hong Xiao, and turned around to chase Mo Laosan.
But as soon as he went out, he was held at gunpoint by the Miao people who came after hearing the sound of gunfire.
"Get out of the way!" Yan Fenghuo roared.
He was very upset now because Hong Lin, the drug lord, actually used his death to plot against him. He told himself where the information was hidden, and also told Mo Laosan, and forced himself to take care of his daughter.
In this situation, what else could Yan Fenghuo say? Was he angry at a dead man? What he had to do now was to prevent Mo Laosan from getting those things.
The words "get out of the way" have no power in front of these Miao people, they don't care who you are. This is their village, if you break their rules, then you are their enemy.
Mo Laosan had already disappeared without a trace, but Yan Fenghuo was pointed at more than a dozen guns and unable to move. He could not use force with these Miao people, at least at this stage, otherwise he would not be able to leave this Miao village.
"I treat you as friends, but you are causing trouble here." Xiang Yu strode forward, filled with a sense of majesty under the light of the torch.
"We were not the ones causing trouble. The person inside committed suicide. I must be let out now, otherwise..."
"I, Lao Longzhai, allow you to come and leave as you please?" Xiang Yuyang raised his head and said, "We Miao people have never been threatened. Now that we are here, let us stay."
"Asshole!" Yan Fenghuo cursed loudly: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
"I don't know," Xiang Yu said in a deep voice, "I only know that the rules of Laolong Village cannot be broken."
"The rules are all your rules." Yan Fenghuo pointed to the stilted building behind him and said, "How much do you know about drugs? What would you do if someone in your village was selling drugs?"
Although Yan Fenghuo was anxious, his thinking was very clear. What Xiang Yu showed in front of him was his contempt for drug trafficking, and he must be disgusted with drugs.
"Disposal according to clan rules." Xiang Yu said.
"Okay, clan rules. Then let me ask you, which one is bigger, your clan rules or the country's laws? Just now a drug lord committed suicide in this stilted building, and Mo Laosan who ran away will get this drug
All the drug lord's customer information becomes another drug lord. If it is not stopped, do you know how many people will be harmed, and do you know what crime you have committed?"
These words left Xiang Yu speechless for a moment. Even though they were young, they still knew that the clan rules of a village were far from being comparable to the laws of the country. He didn't know what crime he would have committed, but morally it was absolutely unacceptable.
Allow him to do this. Because Mo Laosan saved his life, he cannot do anything that goes against his moral conscience.
"I don't know, but I know how to be a human being..."
"You don't know how to behave at all," Yan Fenghuo interrupted Xiang Yu unceremoniously: "Tell me, are you in the same group with Mo Laosan, a drug dealer, and are you his accomplice? Who is your Laolong Village?"
Aren’t they doing drug dealing in private like Dafangzhai?”
A series of hats were slapped on Xiang Yu's face, which made Xiang Yu's face look very bad. They, Laolong Village, had never done drugs and had never competed with the country's legal system. They just wanted to live a quiet life, and there were also people in the village.
It is not absolutely closed, and things from the outside can still come in and affect their lives.
Staring into Xiang Yu's eyes, Yan Fenghuo continued: "You doubt that you know what morality is. Do you know why the drug trafficking behavior in Dafangzhai has been rampant until now? Do you think the party and the government don't care? If you think so
If so, you are totally wrong. This is a strategic layout. Only when you have mastered everything at the right time will you take action. And this action is to uproot and catch them all. Now is the best time. Do you want to destroy your careful plans?
Have you planned the strategic layout for many years? Do you think you can bear the consequences or can your village bear the consequences? If you continue to have your own way, hum!"
Yan Fenghuo hugged his arms and sneered, and continued to blame Xiang Yu. The ethnic minorities who have been in contact with him all year round have a common mentality: they do not want to cause trouble and prefer a quiet life. If things really come to their heads, they will definitely take advantage of the situation.
They struggle with reason, but they prefer to have nothing to do and accept the management of the state and the legal system.
"Who are you?" Xiang Yu asked.
"I won't hide the matter now. In fact, I am the undercover agent." Yan Fenghuo finished speaking, licking his lips and continuing to say: "My coming to your Laolong Village is not strictly confidential. My superiors know all my whereabouts.
I came here just because of the Dafangzhai incident. Many excellent policemen have died because of the drug trafficking incident in Dafangzhai, and I am also prepared to die. If I can't stop Mo Laosan's behavior, this time
The operational mission will be a complete failure. And you and your old Longzhai are inseparable from each other, and maybe the entire village will be destroyed by your insistence."
Xiang Yu frowned slightly. He did not believe Yan Fenghuo's identity, but he knew that what the other party said was not alarmist. If things really develop to that extent, Laolongzhai will definitely be involved.
"Xiang Yu, I know you are a real man who understands moral things. But you should be able to think of how many people have been harmed by drugs and how many families have been destroyed because of drugs. Yes, you owe Mo Laosan your life, but you still
There are many ways to save your life. Remember, your words and deeds represent Laolong Village to a certain extent. You have to be responsible for yourself, and you must be responsible for Laolong Village."
Yan Fenghuo Xiaozhi moved by emotion and reason, but he felt powerless when faced with such an incompetent country man. The easiest people to deal with are ethnic minority brothers, and the most difficult people to deal with are ethnic minority brothers.
Hong Xiao walked out at some point and said to Xiang Yu: "Brother Xiang, you hate drugs more than I do."
Xiang Yu looked at Hong Xiao, with a scorching light shining through his dark pupils. He nodded heavily and said to Yan Fenghuo, "I'll go with you."
Hearing this sentence, Yan Fenghuo breathed a sigh of relief: I have tried hard for a long time but no yellow-haired girl can say a word that works. Damn, this country bumpkin is a lovebird!